88: Chapter 88: Are they making us eat cockroaches for dinner?

Half an hour later.

"200——" Su Han's voice, like the verdict of the Grim Reaper, finally ended this cruel counting game.

In the mud pit, the female soldiers collapsed into the muddy water, as if their bones had been extracted from their bodies.

They panted heavily, lacking even the strength to lift a single finger.

Su Han stood on the bank with his hands behind his back, a satisfied smile on his face: "Not bad. You lasted longer than I imagined."

The female soldiers didn't even have the strength to glare at him; they could only lie powerlessly in the muddy water, letting the alcohol continue to sting their wounds.

"Now," Su Han snapped his fingers, "Everyone, fall in!"

The female soldiers: "..."

"What? Can't you understand orders?" Su Han raised an eyebrow. "Do you need me to help you sober up again?"

As he spoke, he made a move to grab the water gun.

The female soldiers immediately scrambled to their feet as if electrocuted.

Although every movement was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, no one dared to disobey the order.

Three minutes later, a wobbly, unstable formation was barely assembled.

The female soldiers were covered in mud, their training uniforms tattered, and their exposed skin was covered in wounds.

Su Han paced back and forth in front of the formation with his hands behind his back: "Do you know why I made you do so many push-ups?"

No one dared to answer.

"Because what a Special Forces Soldier needs most is willpower!" Su Han suddenly raised his voice. "On the battlefield, when your physical strength is exhausted, what keeps you alive is this unyielding spirit!"

He pointed to the medical tent: "Now, dismissed. Go treat your wounds!"

Inside the medical tent, the Military Doctors had long prepared disinfectant and bandages.

"Line up! One by one!" Zhou Mo directed the female soldiers to enter in an orderly fashion.

Su Qingcheng was in the middle of the line. Her condition was slightly better than the others, but the wound on her palm had turned white, with the edges glowing an unnatural pink.

"Chengzi..." Lin Yu leaned weakly on her shoulder, "I feel like... I'm going to die..."

Li Xue's situation was worse. Severely nearsighted, she could barely see anything and could only clutch Lin Yu's arm tightly: "My... my glasses..."

"Don't worry," Su Qingcheng comforted her, "I'll help you find them in a moment."

Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted in the tent.

"Chie... Chief Instructor?!"

The female soldiers were shocked to find that Su Han had changed into a white coat at some point and was sitting at the treatment table preparing instruments.

"Come, come, come," he beckoned with a smile, "I will personally treat everyone's wounds."

The female soldiers looked at each other; no one dared to step forward.

"What? Don't you believe in my medical skills?" Su Han raised an eyebrow. "Rest assured, I've taken advanced courses at medical school; my wound suturing technique is top-notch."

Su Qingcheng swallowed hard and bit the bullet, stepping forward first: "Report... I..."

"Sit down." Su Han pointed to the treatment chair, his tone brooking no argument.

Su Qingcheng sat down tremblingly and spread out her injured palm.

The deep wound, where bone could be seen, had turned white from repeated rinsing with alcohol and looked shocking to the eye.

Su Han put on gloves and picked up the tweezers: "Bear with it; it will hurt a bit."

"Ah——!!!" Su Qingcheng's scream instantly echoed throughout the tent. Su Han's so-called "treatment" was actually using tweezers to pry open the wound and clean out the sand and debris inside!

"Great-grandfather..." Su Qingcheng said, tears streaming down her face from the pain, "Please... be gentle..."

Su Han turned a deaf ear and applied even more force with his hands: "No one on the battlefield will be gentle with you."

As he spoke, he picked up a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured it directly onto the wound.

"Ah——!!!"

Foam bubbled up on the wound. Su Qingcheng almost jumped off the chair, but was held down by Su Han: "Don't move!"

The female soldiers watched with their scalps tingling, and a few even began to back away.

"Next!" Su Han shouted without looking up.

No one dared to step forward.

"What?" Su Han scanned the crowd with a faint, mocking smile. "Weren't you quite brave just a moment ago? Scared now?"

Lin Yu gritted her teeth and stepped forward: "Report! I'll go!"

Su Han nodded approvingly: "You've got guts. I like it."

As he spoke, he picked up a bottle of iodophor and poured it directly onto the wound on Lin Yu's arm.

"Hiss——" Lin Yu gasped, but stubbornly refused to make a sound.

"Not bad," Su Han nodded with satisfaction, "Much better than some people."

Su Qingcheng: "..."

An hour later, all the female soldiers' wounds were treated. Although the process was painful, the Military Doctors' skills were indeed top-notch, and the wounds were all properly bandaged.

Su Han took off his white coat and stood in the center of the tent with his hands behind his back: "Comrades, today's training ends here."

The female soldiers let out a long sigh of relief.

"You have half an hour to go back and clean up properly. Then assemble for dinner!"

Hearing that they could eat, the female soldiers immediately felt their stomachs growling. God knows how hungry they were after a whole day of high-intensity training!

One by one, they couldn't wait to go back and clean up.

Inside the bathhouse, the female soldiers used basins to get warm water, gently wiping the dirt off their bodies. Because they had wounds, they didn't dare to rinse their whole bodies directly.

"Damn it! Those sons of bitches, the instructors, they're simply not human!" Zhang Meng couldn't help but swear while washing, grimacing in pain.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly: "But if those male Special Forces Soldiers also went through this, we really have no reason to complain like this. After all, this is Special Forces, not our regular units."

This remark made the disgruntled female soldiers feel much less resentful.

Zhang Meng pouted: "I know that, of course. But these bastards are abusing us so much; if I don't curse them a couple of times, I'm afraid I'll get a hormonal imbalance from the anger!"

Half an hour later. "Everyone, fall in!"

Su Han's whistle sounded sharply across the training ground. The exhausted female soldiers rushed out of the dormitory reflexively. Although every step pulled at their wounds, the thought of being able to eat made them ignore that.

"Attention! At ease!" Su Han stood in front of the formation with his hands behind his back, a rare, gentle smile on his face: "Comrades, you've worked hard today!"

"To reward everyone," Su Han pointed to the center of the training ground, "I specifically had the Cooking Squad prepare a sumptuous dinner!"

Following the direction of his finger, the female soldiers saw two long tables set up on the training ground, covered with white tablecloths, with the silhouettes of rich dishes vaguely visible underneath.

An alluring aroma drifted with the wind, making the starving female soldiers swallow their saliva involuntarily.

"Wow..." Lin Yu's eyes lit up, "The smell of braised pork belly!" Li Xue sniffed hard: "And sweet and sour pork ribs... I can smell it!"

"Everyone performed well today," Su Han continued his "heartwarming speech", "Although you are still far from the standard of a Special Forces Soldier, you have at least proven one thing—female soldiers can also endure hardship!"

He paced in front of the formation with his hands behind his back: "Therefore, this dinner is your reward! Replenish your strength well; tomorrow, even more arduous training awaits you!"

Hearing the word "reward", the female soldiers' tense nerves finally relaxed a little. Some even cheered softly.

"Now," Su Han suddenly raised his voice, "Dismissed! Start eating!" "Yeah!!!"

The female soldiers cheered and rushed toward the long tables, their exhaustion from the day seemingly swept away. Lin Yu rushed to the front and couldn't wait to lift the first tablecloth——

"Ah!!!" Her scream instantly pierced the night sky.

Under the tablecloth, there were no delicious dishes at all, but two huge transparent glass boxes filled with live cockroaches crawling all over each other!

"Ugh——" Several female soldiers were so scared on the spot that they kept backing away, their faces turning pale.

"Wha... what is this?!" Zhang Meng backed away a few steps, her voice trembling.

Su Han was already standing by the table, casually picking up a cockroach to play with: "What? You don't like it? This is high-protein, very nutritious!"

He looked at the female soldiers' terrified expressions with a smile: "In wilderness survival training, insects are the easiest protein source to obtain. As future Special Forces Soldiers, you must adapt to this 'delicacy'."

As he spoke, he tossed the cockroach in his hand into his mouth, chewed a few times, and nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm, tastes not bad, crunchy."

The female soldiers: "..." "Ugh——" This time, someone actually vomited.

"Chie... Chief Instructor," Li Xue forced herself to suppress her nausea, her voice trembling, "Are you saying... our dinner... is this?"

Su Han smiled slightly: "Otherwise? What did you think it was? A Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"